Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

After taking Stella into the CEO’s office, Nathan said, “Ms. Radomil, Mr. Conrad is in a meeting now. Please wait a moment.”

Stella nodded gently, “Thank you, Nathan.”

Then Nathan poured her a glass of warm water and gave her a kindly reminder, “Ms. Radomil, Mr. Conrad is in a meeting for the board of directors, so his father attended it as well. Probably they would have some conflicts. If he lost his temper on you later, please don’t take it to heart...”

“It’s alright. Even if he would find a rope and strangle me, I wouldn’t take it seriously.”

Nathan was speechless.

Subconsciously, he felt his neck tickled. Immediately, he walked out of the office.

The meeting that Clarence was in was far longer than Stella had imagined. In the previous evening during Joanna’s birthday banquet, Dempsey announced the marriage between Horace and Annie.

After Conrad Group and Jason Group had this official marriage for convenience, Dempsey couldn’t wait to change the structure within Conrad Group, taking the power away from Clarence’s hands gradually.

Stella had been waiting in Clarence’s office from the morning until it was getting dark. She felt so starved while waiting. She wanted to go downstairs and grab something to eat, but she recalled the rule that was set particularly for the designer from SG. If she hadn’t called Nathan directly, she would still be stopped downstairs.

Fortunately, Nathan kept an eye on her. He didn’t only deliver lunch to her but also provided her with the high-tea.

Stella even wondered if she came here for negotiating with Clarence.

After finishing the last piece of the small cake, she cleaned up the junk from the desk. Then she sat back on the sofa.

She felt not bad - at least she would feel more confident with a full tummy instead of being starved.

However, as soon as she was full, she felt sleepy.

When Clarence went back to his office, he saw her lying prone on the sofa, sleeping soundly. The food packages were tossed in the garbage bin next to the sofa. He felt amused and angry.

Sitting opposite her, he loosened his necktie. His gaze fell on the belly that was covered under her loosened dress, his eyes deepened.

Stella hadn’t fallen asleep last night at all. After the high-tea, she couldn’t help sleeping as if she was sleeping in her own apartment. Dizzily, she turned around and felt that all most her upper body was suspended in midair. She suddenly opened her eyes, only to find a man standing in front o her. After being in a daze for a few minutes, she finally recalled where she was now.

on the sofa. He asked in an indifferent tone, “Had enough

adjusted her posture,

Are you sure you’ve made up

“Things have come to this end. No matter how long I would consider it, it

she spoke, she pressed the Kraft paper bag in front of Clarence, “I won’t take the things that don’t belong to me. Besides, even if I’ve signed on it,

sneer, “You’re always smart when you are supposed to be.

to this agreement, it was actually just like the relationship between a primary and a second bank card. She has the right to access and use, but she wouldn’t have the right to make a

she wouldn’t be able to

have two conditions. Mr. Conrad, if you could agree,

“Go ahead.”

I owe you. From now on, I don’t owe

After a few seconds, he answered in a cold tone,

Conrad, I hope you could help me resolve my

an expressionless face, he asked, “Why do you think I’m willing to offend others for

it not

“Ehn?”

it quite clear that if I go to your parents directly now, they would give

focused on her, in

that the temperature in the office abruptly dropped. She

negotiation, if she showed her weakness, she would fail miserably, and in that case, she

a long while, Clarence laughed out, “Stella Radomil, good

he was laughing, his eyes full of arctic ice

“Those are the only two conditions I have. I believe it’s extremely simple for you, Mr.

“I promise you.”

her heart finally dropped. She lowered

a

would happen so fast. She was choked up and couldn’t utter a word for a

her coldly, “Why? Do you

slightly, “Mr. Conrad, thanks for giving me a night

“I’m quite busy.”